If I had truly wanted the carpet measuring guy to see one of my unmentionables, I would have hung it from the ceiling fan. It would seem that I dropped a little something when I scooped up the pile of clothing from the bathroom floor. The rest of the pile was hauled without incident to the laundry room. And, naturally, the doorbell rang while I was still downstairs. I did not have the opportunity to do the once-over for missed undies. I suppose it could have been worse. But I ask you, did it have to be so very high contrast? And since the carpet measuring guy got an eyeful, I thought it was only fair that you get one, too. But only one eyeful. Please be courteous and wink. ;)
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